The air over the arena seemed to freeze.
"Naruto, you're strong. Even with Rotation defending me, you still hurt me this badly." The blood at the corner of Neji's mouth stood in stark contrast to the blue markings beneath his eyes. Though he had spent some of his chakra, his stance remained rock-solid, his Byakugan fixed on Naruto without the slightest lapse.
"Heh, right? Right? The great Naruto invented that himself! Ahahaha!" Naruto laughed proudly.
Although Naruto's breathing was ragged and the wound on his left shoulder was still bleeding, the fighting spirit in his eyes burned brighter and brighter—he knew this was the moment that would decide the match.
The tension in the stands had also reached its peak.
Sand hovered above the fingertips of Sunagakure's Gaara, ready to strike at any moment, though even he did not know why he was worried about Naruto. Perhaps it was because they were alike...
Samui from the Cloud Village rapidly wrote in her notebook: "Neji Hyuga: evolved Byakugan, mastery of advanced taijutsu secrets. Uzumaki Naruto: developed a prototype of Wind Release: Rasenshuriken, tremendous chakra reserves, indomitable will."
Hyuga Seigo dropped his earlier teasing and watched the arena seriously. "It's about time for a comeback. That kid Naruto is best at pulling off surprises when he's cornered."
Guang looked at him curiously.
"How can you be so sure? Neji can still fight back, while Naruto's almost out of chakra. The rest has either been sealed off by pressure-point strikes or dispersed by the shock."
"Because he's Uzumaki Naruto," Qingwu said with a smile. "The words 'give up' aren't in that kid's vocabulary—and he still has one trump card he hasn't shown."
Barely had Qingwu finished speaking when it happened.
Naruto suddenly moved. Instead of forming more hand seals, he charged straight at